This is a song about "Woop blunt draco"

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Blunt blazin hotter than a comet

I’m first class on my trip trip

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

We roll a blunt, higher then, flyin' kites

And i think i had enough, but she wanna smoke a blunt

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Just finished a blunt, roll another one